One hundred and fifty thousand strands of Golden Immortal laws, each strand as thick as a person's thigh, flashing like lightning one by one, twisting like dragons and snakes, wriggling and crawling while shattering the void, permeating the divine kingdoms, eternally immortal, everlasting since antiquity, unharmed by myriad tribulations.
Whether it was "Murong Shi" or "Jin Mieyu," both were Crown Princes of a Heavenly Court institution. The magical treasures and medicinal pills they carried on their bodies, as well as the divine abilities they personally cultivated, were the cream of the crop, the supreme martial Dao of the Heavenly Court.
Now they had all been melted in the alchemy furnace by Fang Han, their essence energy absorbed, which allowed Fang Han to obtain immeasurable benefits.
Among the Thirty-Three Heavens Supreme Treasures, fully thirty-two pieces had transformed into middle-grade immortal artifacts. That was because, apart from absorbing the Golden Immortal laws, Fang Han also absorbed many high-grade immortal artifacts.
For instance, the several ancient treasures on "Murong Shi," as well as the fragment of the supreme-grade immortal artifact, the "Jade Emperor Mirror." Tremendously powerful laws were contained within them, and their benefits to the immortal artifacts went without saying.
Now entirely refining "Jin Mieyu," there were also several ancient treasures and various King-grade immortal pills on his body. Fang Han was not polite in the slightest, refining them all completely.
Even the King-grade immortal pills he had obtained before, such as the "Ten Thousand Hearts Night Emperor Pill" acquired in the Qi Sect Pavilion, were all stripped of their Golden Immortal laws and struck into the magical treasures without the slightest waste.
He took out all the materials on his body, as long as they contained Golden Immortal laws, and stewed them all in one pot. All things transformed into dragons, dragons of fortune, entering his body and integrating into the supreme treasures.
At this moment, the Thirty-Three Heavens Supreme Treasures was finally just the last step away from thoroughly transforming.
That towering Ultimate Heaven Gate stood tall within his own divine kingdoms, majestic and magnificent, capable of accommodating mountains and seas, capable of accommodating the starry sky; all things were accommodated within it.
Countless Golden Immortal laws intertwined upon it. It was a pity that it still had not transformed into a middle-grade immortal artifact; obviously, the Golden Immortal laws were still insufficient.
"Just the last step away. The Ultimate Heaven Gate is the general outline and main portal of the Thirty-Three Heavens Supreme Treasures, possessing immense power, suppressing the heavens, it can be called the most supreme and holiest. It seems I must kill and refine more Golden Immortals. However, there is no need to rush. Inside this tomb of the Ghost Martial Holy Lord, Golden Immortal experts are in huge batches. If they oppose me and snatch magical treasures, I absolutely do not mind adding another wronged soul into the Ultimate Heaven Gate."
Fang Han stood up, his gaze like lightning, piercing through myriad ages.
He had thoroughly refined Jin Mieyu and successfully shifted the blame. He had obtained massive benefits himself, which could be described as killing two birds with one stone.
His current power could not be described with words.
"Wu Chang… Heavenly Consort Umo… These two people are both my opponents. However, it is impossible for me to kill Heavenly Consort Umo, but if that Wu Chang comes to deal with me, I do not mind letting him know the formidability of my thirty-three times combat power. Seven-colored spiritual vein, be collected for me!"
Fang Han casually grabbed, and that flowing seven-colored spiritual vein inside this stone chamber was grabbed up by him, gradually coalescing and turning into a seven-colored spiritual snake that drilled into his own divine kingdoms.
Twenty-two first-tier spiritual veins now.
"Feng Yuan, did you really kill Jin Mieyu?"
Swish, swish, two voices transmitted into this stone chamber. The walls of the stone chamber shuddered, and the bodies of the two women, Xu Muyun and Bi Yu'er, drilled out from within. They saw Fang Han standing on the spot, his whole body emitting a soul-snatching aura that made people only able to look up to him, even having the thought of wanting to kneel down and worship.
"He has become more and more formidable. I don't know what kind of magical treasure he has forged? How can he refine so many Golden Immortal laws into his body, like an ancient devouring behemoth."
Bi Yu'er also grew increasingly shocked and doubtful in her heart. "I refined a single Fan Chen, and my motive power is already full. Now, even if you gave me more Golden Immortal laws, I could not accommodate them into my body; I could only go refine King-grade immortal pills and middle-grade immortal artifacts."
The human body had a limit, and Golden Immortals were no exception. Bi Yu'er knew where her own limit lay, but looking at Fang Han now, it seemed as if he had no limit, forever unceasingly devouring and refining Golden Immortals. Who knew how many Golden Immortal laws he had accumulated, yet he was still not satisfied.
Just how big was this person's appetite?
In fact, she did not know that after Fang Han had refined the Thirty-Three Heavens Supreme Treasures and the Eight Divisions Pagoda, his own limit was a hundred times that of an ordinary Golden Immortal. Furthermore, converting all his flesh and blood into "divine kingdom crystals" had expanded the limit even more.
Now, having comprehended the realm of the Unity of Heaven and Earth, the limit had improved once again. It was almost more than a thousand times that of an ordinary Golden Immortal.
This kind of terror was already beyond what she could imagine; even among the various geniuses recorded in the ancient Dao scriptures, there was no such abnormal figure.
"You two have arrived? How is it? Were you tracked by anyone?" Fang Han swept his gaze, observing the two people's bodies. There was no tracking aura whatsoever, only then did he put his mind at ease.
If an expert attached an aura to their bodies, Fang Han would immediately be able to perceive it. He would not mind executing the Minor Destiny Technique to behead them across space and attack the other party's destiny.
Now, his Minor Destiny Technique was becoming increasingly profound; it could be said that he had faintly broken through, comprehending the fetters of the rules of destiny and touching upon the true meaning of destiny.
Because along with the profound depth of his cultivation, every time he operated the Minor Destiny Technique, he would feel that in the infinitely distant depths of the Heaven Realm, a gigantic portal existed faintly, summoning him to go. However, no matter what, he had no way to clearly see the clear appearance of that portal.
That should be the Gate of Eternal Life.
Perhaps one day, Fang Han knew that if he truly saw the Gate of Eternal Life in the legends, it would be possible for him to comprehend that supreme Great Destiny Technique, ranked number one among the Three Thousand Great Daos.
Once the Great Destiny Technique was successfully cultivated, he could summon the Gate of Eternal Life to suppress myriad ages, crush fortune artifacts, and forcefully dominate various spaces and times of the past, present, and future, existence and non-existence. Throughout all history, to be the number one figure.
"Perhaps, the Good Fortune Immortal King, the World Zizai King Buddha, the Hongmeng Daoist… Those people are all pursuing destiny. They have walked to the very front, while I seem like an ant crawling on the ground. However, one day, I will also catch up with their footsteps." Fang Han's ambition reached ten thousand fathoms high.
"We were very careful, no one should have been able to track us. Having refined Fan Chen and Su Feiyang, we are actually already at the very pinnacle among Golden Immortals, unmatched figures through the ages." Xu Muyun smiled: "Although we cannot compare with you, ordinary Golden Immortals can also be casually killed by us."
"But Feng Yuan, this tomb of the Ghost Martial Holy Lord is filled everywhere with the restrictive spells of the God Race, fierce and peerless; going deep inside results in being strangled. Why can you remain safe and sound, and furthermore, that seed of power you planted in our bodies could actually pass unimpeded inside the tomb? Do you have some connection with the God Race?" Bi Yu'er once again asked the crucial core issue.
She felt that if she didn't ask clearly, it would truly be hard for her heart to be at peace. In case Fang Han was a person of the God Race, then they would die without a burial place, and might even suffer many painful tortures.
"This is nothing either. In my early years while cultivating, I obtained a Dao technique specifically designed to counter the God Race. Rest assured, I am absolutely not a person of the God Race. Moreover, following me, you will enjoy endless benefits." Fang Han waved his hand. "The specific matters involve a sky-shaking great secret; the more you know, the less good it is for you. We had better quickly advance and delve deep into the tomb. Acquiring spiritual veins is the proper path."
"Indeed, I believe you, Feng Yuan." Xu Muyun said: "After obtaining the treasures this time, I can recommend you to go to our Xu family. With your cultivation, I believe you can scare to death many, many geniuses of our Xu family, and receive an audience with some Old Ancestors of our Xu family."
"We will not speak of these first. In the tomb of the Ghost Martial Holy Lord, there are tens of thousands of spiritual veins. Some experts have already begun to collect them, especially since I just sensed the aura of that Wu Chang, wantonly extorting and plundering along the way. Every spiritual vein inside here is of the first tier, of exceptionally good quality. Plundering them out, it will be an enormous wealth; whatever you want to buy in the future, you will be able to buy it." Fang Han waved his hand, flying out and soaring up. A pair of faint blue wings enveloped the two women, passing through the walls and arriving in the corridor outside.
Who knew how deep the tomb of the Ghost Martial Holy Lord was; it could even compare to the earth. The deeper down it went, the wider the corridor became, and the restrictive spells on the walls on all four sides of the corridor also grew more and more formidable.
Sometimes, one could even see countless phantoms of ancient God Race beings painted on the surrounding walls. Every single God Race being possessed heaven-shaking and earth-shattering might. Holding sabers, spears, swords, and halberds, striking across space, wave after wave of intense martial Dao intent could make a person's body and soul completely extinguished.
Inside this tomb, only Golden Immortals could resist it; some small lackeys at the Half-Step Golden Immortal level could not even enter.
Of course, the Heaven Realm was inherently like this. Cultivating to the Golden Immortal level brought about a deeper understanding of the rules of the Heaven Realm, allowing one to pass through most treacherous places.
But Half-Step Golden Immortals could not.
Therefore, ordinary treasures would all be plundered away by Golden Immortals.
The difference between a Golden Immortal and a Half-Step Golden Immortal was just like the difference between the Physical Body Realm and the Divine Ability Realm in the secular world.
Boom!
As Fang Han advanced, along the way, he did not discover any secret rooms or stone chambers to collect spiritual veins again. However, after leading the two women forward for fully tens of thousands of miles, a fork in the road suddenly appeared in the tomb passage ahead.
At the fork in the road, a gigantic portal stood tall between the intersections. Many, many experts, Golden Immortals, and various factions were gathered here, and among them, a group of people was jointly attacking that portal at the fork in the road.
Looking at these attacking people, Fang Han saw that they were actually the Muye family, the bloodline of the War King Heavenly Lord.
Woo woo, woo woo! Right in this instant, fully more than ten Peerless Golden Immortals of the Muye family worked together to strike out the Seven Stances of Judgment, finally blasting open a corner of the portal.
As a crack in the portal opened, many people saw that inside, fully dozens of uniquely colored long rivers danced like divine dragons, shuttling up and down.
These were all spiritual veins. There were fully dozens of spiritual veins inside driving powerful arrays, providing vital energy.
Besides this, many people also saw that not only were there multicolored powerful spiritual veins inside, but also some ancient treasures flying randomly, forming a natural great array. Treasure light leaked out from the crack of the portal. A Golden Immortal was slightly careless, ah! With a miserable shriek, his body was pierced through by the treasure light, transforming into pus and blood.